Mugs

Glancing through as we walk past each shop, catching our reflections in the glass.

The way our hands sway at the same time, i'd've thought we were holding hands.

The bees, the glitter, the big, bold, letters.

S-C-O-R-P-I-O.

I can't help but go to it "It's so cute, i wonder if they have a Leo one!"

Then we could match.

"You have too many mugs, you don't need another one."

You know me so well. The deepest parts of me well up with a scream.

"You're right." had never sounded so close to "I love you."

On our way out, we pass them again. You're ask me something, i think.

I take a deep breath. "If you have to sigh that long, you don't need it."

You know me so well.

I must be delusional, I need to get my ears checked.

I misheard "Do you want to stop in and get one?" as "I love you too."

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